For you reading this, happy thanksgiving. Those moments (seconds?) when we are still in mind, body, and spirit, and apprehend our Lord’s presence–thanksgiving flows. Jesus love you–and me. 🙂
Paradox abounds. Descend to ascend.
YHWH pierces through flesh,
shatters mental idols as their visages
fade in trackless sand.
Image becomes nothing. One is barren
as a vast, dark temple without any shrines.
A few thoughts flicker, then fade
in darkness beyond.
One no longer exists. Quiescence
lights the void and then—
nothing but You.